Thursday, June 17, 2010

Life is short

As I sit here and stare at this photo and take myself back to this moment, before the world was awake, before there was chaos...I try to remember that PEACE within myself. As I sit awake, instead of sleep; I try to repair the peace within myself and recover from the events that unfolded tonight.

Tonight was very frustrating. The constant power struggles still trudges on. I wish for once in my life I could walk around knowing that I will not get judged and ridiculed by my own family for the way that I chose to live my life. I wish they would see that I am being true to myself and living my life happily. I have to say it a lot and I feel that I should not...I am who I am and am not going to change based on what you want. I will change to make myself a better person. When things are said and done with, I will be judge based on the person I was, not the things I had or the facade that was placed in front of me, but for how I treated others, what I accomplished, and what my successes were. If you can not accept me; that is fine, I do not ask you to. But if you can not; then please keep your words to yourself. I will not be someone I am not and walk around this earth miserable as I see so many others doing, it is not in my nature.

You can label me all you want, you can judge me, but until you attempt to get to know me; please do not force your image that I should be on me...it is not me. Since I was born, I have been trying to find my place in this world and figure out who I am and where I belong...well I will continue to do so until I die. I feel that every time certain things come up, I am forced to questions things within myself and without those conversations I would not question them...I have felt comfortable with who I have become up until now and wish that you could accept me as your daughter, as a young lady, and as the person I am. I know it may be hard, but who I am has not changed for a while and it will not, but there is no need to object your outburst onto me nor do you need to force me to be the person you want or the one that you want society to see. I do not fit into society's box of a "girl" and I will not, but who says I have to?